#IllRideWithYou and Other Kinds of Great Allyship

In the 4 weeks after 9/11 I wore a headscarf to school. I was 12. I did it because I had heard on the news Muslim women were being shot at for wearing visible symbols of their faith. I thought it was the most unfeminist thing I could think of to attack women for what they […]

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“There Are Four Lights” and the Futility of Torture

One of my favorite t-shirts is a sideways reference to 1992 episode of Star Trek: The Next Generation. It is also a statement on the simultaneous immorality and futility of torture. Here is the scene, you can read this article for the set-up: Growing up watching Star Trek, I learned a lot of things. Women are scientists and captains. Aliens can […]

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Who represents me?

Every voter in my country has a list of people who are supposed to represent them. People who they can, if they need to, call upon for help with public problems. For efficiency, these elected officials divvy up responsibility for responding to problems by geography and numbers, with those elected by fewer people responsible for more […]

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The gendered discipline of blueberry cobbler

Tonight I baked a blueberry cobbler for a political campaign. It’s one of a number of recipes I’ve been learning and making with Matthew a few nights a week in our shared home in Seattle. I’ve been learning to cook since high school, when a combination of my step-dad, social events requiring food, and Baking Illustrated‘s luscious paragraphs […]

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Women will be hurt this weekend, Justice Roberts

I woke up at this time a few Saturday mornings a month for 5 years to volunteer as an escort at my local Planned Parenthood clinic. In all that time, I never saw a protesters change anyone’s mind. But an escort, within 35 feet of the door I did experience the following things: I had holy water thrown on me […]

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